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Feeling Nostalgic

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Melanie V. Logan

Today I’m sitting in bed, sick with what I call a climate cold.  It always seems to hit me whenever the seasons change.  Ughhh!  But on a good note, I’ve been passing the time rummaging through Etsy looking at vintage stuff.  I came across a picture of a hobby horse (thought they were called hoppy horses for the longest) and it sparked one of my childhood memories.

When I was 2 years old, my mother gave me a bath.  Afterwards she told me to go to my room and wait for her to put on my clothes.  For whatever reason, I disregarded what she said and headed outside…in the front yard…where cars passed up and down the road….naked.

meI mounted my plastic springy horse and was having the time of my life.  I recall some people laughing and pointing while others waved and honked horns.  I’d wave back and continue…

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The Shack: When Your Favorite #Book Becomes a #Movie And Misses the Mark But Teaches a Valuable Lesson

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Awhile ago I wrote about my writing observations from the novel, The Shack.  When I heard about the movie coming out, I got excited.  Not just because it was one of my favorites, but because it furthers my belief that dreams can come true.  So, my husband and I made a day of the movies, making sure to catch this film.

Like some book-to-movies, there are noticeable differences.  The plot is shortened, some characters don’t make the cut, or the storyline is tweaked.  Regardless, the significance of these alterations, for the better or worse, is up to the reader/viewer.

And so it saddens me

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Is That a Reflection I See???

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Almost 2 1/2 years ago I wrote about the affect the passing of classmates had on me and my determination to accomplish goals.  Since then, I’ve achieved some of the items, but what I’ve learned most from everything is to make the most out of each day of life.  It is a blessing to wake up and be able to breath, see, move, eat, have clothes, shelter, and a job to go to.  A lot of people can’t say that.

Living in today’s world will have many of us balking or complaining about this or that.  It’s easy to do, but what does it accomplish?  Let’s be the positive change the world needs.

Melanie V. Logan

ImageThe last couple of months have been the most reflective for me when it comes to life and death.  No I’m contemplating suicide or anything like that.  I’ve had 3 classmates to pass away.  The first two within days of each other and the most recent this past week.  Each either didn’t  make it to 40 or barely did.

And then today as I drove to work, I sat at a traffic light for what seemed like forever.  It wasn’t an accident or construction, it was due to a lengthy funeral procession.  I wasn’t annoyed by the delay, just in awe.  There had to be at least 100-150 cars in the procession, with most having at least 2-3 people.  To me that’s a lot of love and respect being shown.  Whoever the individual was, they mattered and this made me stop to reflect on my life, legacy, and relationships.  Would…

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Comfortable in My Own Skin

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I was born on a Tuesday…no, wait….a Thursday.  Well I guess at my age now, it really doesn’t matter.  Hi, my name is Anne, and I’m 74 years young.  I used to not say things like that because my mind wasn’t right.  Well, not in a mentally disordered sense, but just my way of thinking.  My only regret, is that I didn’t learn about thinking better, sooner.  Would have made a lot of different decisions if I had.  I know you didn’t come here to hear about my problems.  But I’ll share a piece of my life with you.  Maybe it’ll help some youngins get it together before their bones turn brittle.  Read More>

Justine: When Family Doesn’t Understand Your Writing Life

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I can totally relate to this post.  Well, not entirely, but definitely when it comes to loved ones understanding the drive and amount of time to write.

I recall one occasion where my husband and I were supposed go out for dinner.  I asked for 30-45 minutes to finish up.  After a couple hours, I was still working.  Hubby was not only hungry enough to each a bear, but highly ticked off at me. because I was still sitting in front of my laptop with hair looking like a bird’s nest.

I was in the flow of my characters and the storyline and didn’t want to stop for fear that I’d lose my groove.  After a brief heated exchange, he ordered a pizza for us, and agreed to go into another room to allow me to continue writing.  Unfortunately, I had lost my zeal and had to put it down anyway. 😦

Eight Ladies Writing

eight ladies writing, justine covington, family work balance, writer's lifeLast Friday, while packing up the kids, dog, and husband for a weekend getaway, I phoned my mom and dad to see how they were doing on their trip to my sister’s house. What started as an innocuous conversation turned out to be a near hang-up on my part. And it started with a simple question my mom asked:

“So when are you going to finish this book?”

That was not the time to ask me about the book. I’d just come back from ten amazing days in England and was still jet-lagged, yet was so inspired and ready to do war with the problems I’d been facing in my story (and had been ignoring for no other reason than a sense of apathy that I’d never be able to solve them). However, on my return, I was absolutely barraged by normal family demands, which resulted in almost zero time…

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